What Just Happened?

A movie producer who's having a bit of a narky week. Dead dogs, re-upholstered chairs, daughter boffing an agent who's just topped himself, Bruce Willis having an extravagantly hirsute chin. Stuff like that. This is supposed to be one of those sly, witty looks into the Hollywood machine. Trouble is it's neither glamourous enough to be titillating, nor insightful enough to be interesting or clever enough to be involving. There's not enough 'ings'. It just smooches along and makes you go "heh" every now and then. De Niro is good value as the 'Just For Men' daubing producer. I liked the elderly lady organist playing Every Breath You Take at the memorial service too. Bonjour!